Angel's POV
[One week later]
"What do I do? What should I say? How do I say this?" I murmur out loud rolling over the bed repeatedly. One week has clocked and I'm back home with such a joy I never knew possible. Salvatore registered in a cooking class and shows off making different cuisines. He barred me from cooking and does more of the chores while spending all of his free time in the house. We went fishing, hiking and swimming and are currently planning a little vacation on a remote island.
I feel happy and know deep within me this joy would last. My smiles and happiness know no bounds this coming weeks endlessly. But my pregnancy robs me off a certain way if that would change things or maybe it isn't the right time to tell him but it eats me alive to keep such an important a
